A few times each year I make trips to Corpus Christi, Texas for client events. As I have mentioned before, I love road trips, I love Texas and I love the client I’m working for… so it’s the perfect project for me. Since I make this trip so often, I have a few favorite things I do every time that I really look forward to.

Now. Enter Alexa.

We recently had an event weekend and for the first time ever, a colleague would be travelling with me. I really enjoy introducing people to new things, so I could not have picked a more perfect companion… Why? Because Alexa is new in Texas… by way of New Jersey (and then Kansas and then New York). Remember those favorite things I do every time I visit Corpus? Imagine my delight at getting to share those with a Jersey girl.

First things first. Every Texan knows where you make a pit stop on any road trip of any length. Buc-ee’s. Can you hear the angels sing? When Texans go to Heaven, I’m quite sure this is one of the venues that line those streets paved with gold. But I digress. A week prior to the events, I began extolling the virtues of Bu-cee’s to Alexa. I’m fairly certain that she was skeptical at first. Who gets THAT super pumped about a gas station?

But now she is sold. Or… at least this photo is proof that she is at least a little bit sold.

Our plans included partaking in this particular delicacy after the Friday night game, because my number one priority on night one in Corpus is always Waterstreet Market. I needed my yearly Shrimp Picayune Fix! I actually found a recipe online, so watch out!! Unfortunately, the Hooks failed to triumph in their Friday night game, so the series was cut short and we headed home a little bit early… Skipping Whataburger. Very sad.

So all in all, it was a fabulous trip. Although, I still owe Alexa a Whataburger sometime soon.

Oh! A quick note on parking. Another reason I love small Texas towns how nice the people are. They don’t tow you… they just… park around you. I’m actually surprised they didn’t just pick the Fiesta up and move it out of the way.

While I will admit that I have spent a lot of time daydreaming about marrying Matt, I have not spend much of that time dreaming about decor. I know I want simple, and I would like there to be a mason jar or two.

Or twenty-two.

Because we have yet to make a final decor decision, I have embraced that age-old bridal tradition of looking at other people’s wedding photos. LOTS of other people’s wedding photos. And I am falling in love with ribbons.

Why? 20 days ago (who’s counting?) my best friend asked me to be his wife.

So I’m writing again to make sure I remember and maybe more importantly to make sure I celebrate all of the little wedding moments, both now and later. I’m writing to remember the discussions about “the list” (one thing I’m definitely counting), about the venue, about the band and about the flowers. About my bridesmaids and our vows. I’m writing to remember the cake. I guess… I’m writing before it’s too late.

I’m writing so that I don’t forget. I want to remember every moment of this crazy journey. The good, the bad and the awesome. To count all things great and small.

I want to remember it for myself, and I want to remember it when the time comes to share it with someone much smaller than me. Just like my parents remembered for me.

I’m writing again because I love a good love story and there is no way I want to forget a moment of mine and Matt’s.

So. Let the countdown begin. Because I’m definitely counting. And I will be writing… maybe pinning too.

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